The life of a fox written by himself . done. To my horror, thekeeper brought the hounds straight to my treeand pointed to the spot where I lay as close as Icould. As soon as they were taken away to aconsiderable distance and out of sight, the keeperwas desired to climb up the tree and bring medown. The horror of my situation may be easilyconceived as I heard him ascending. I did notmove until I saw his hand close to me ; but as hewas on the point of taking hold of me I sprangfrom my lofty nest. Fortunately dropping onsome branches which projected about half waydown, I broke the fall, which wou
The life of a fox written by himself . done. To my horror, thekeeper brought the hounds straight to my treeand pointed to the spot where I lay as close as Icould. As soon as they were taken away to aconsiderable distance and out of sight, the keeperwas desired to climb up the tree and bring medown. The horror of my situation may be easilyconceived as I heard him ascending. I did notmove until I saw his hand close to me ; but as hewas on the point of taking hold of me I sprangfrom my lofty nest. Fortunately dropping onsome branches which projected about half waydown, I broke the fall, which would have brokenmy neck, and fell to the ground, from which Irebounded, I think, some feet. Much shaken bythe fall, but fortunately nothing worse, I soonwas on my legs and away across the forest straightto the west woods, which were about three milesdistant. When the hounds were only the distanceof half a field they saw me enter this immensecovert; but, as several foxes were soon moving, Iescaped ; and the hounds were kept running till. CRAVENS STORY 59 it was nearly dark. I have since heard that theheight from which I sprang to the ground wasafterwards measured to decide a bet, and that itwas proved to be exactly twenty-seven feet. Itwas a strange adventure, but can be attested bymany who saw it; and with this I conclude mystory. Now for Northampton Pytchly. Thou artfamiliar with these things ; thou hast, no doubt,thy story by heart, and canst go a slapping pace. PYTCHLYS STORY
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